The Willing Lady is resting outside her house under the old apple tree surrounded by the fresh greenness of the Swedish summer.
She starts changing her clothes and takes a walk down the road.
There is a dominant woman waiting with a birch in her hand and the Willing Lady will taste what she needs to taste and what she has to get.
She changes many times to new dresses and walks along the road of agony . And again and again the birch dances on her soft, reddening buttocks.